The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 706: Matsuda: Paid too much for gin?(????)…
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Fortunately, this kind of trouble is not difficult to avoid as long as you prepare in advance. For example, Jiang Xia's current one - as long as you add a blood pack to Matsuda Jinping, you can make sure that a shot is fired, and normal things can come out.
Gin seems to have the habit of manually clearing his memory. After this busy organization cadre kills people, he will immediately clear the relevant information of the dead person from his mind.
So, as long as it is not discovered on the spot, even if it is "dead", the Matsuda puppet still has a chance, such as changing his clothes, first sneaking into the organization from the outer members, and then running to attack Uzuo when the time is ripe... ... just to organize a look that welcomes the newcomers, and even recruited a bunch of undercover agents hungry for food.
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Manipulating puppet clay is more like an activity that relies on intuition and body memory than meticulous analysis and calculation.
Just like when you are exercising, you can generally think about it.
Jiang Xia is now thinking about it while carefully adjusting the movement of the puppet clay.
It turns out, however, that when doing precision work, it's never a good habit to do both.
——After a few seconds, Jiang Xia suddenly heard a very slight "pop".
Immediately after, Matsuda Jinping began to bleed from his mouth - the blood bag was half stuffed, and it was crushed by the too solid clay.
Matsuda Jinping's face was calm and numb, and he used the Buddhist method of "empting himself" to resist the strange touch when he dropped the blood bag.
Finding that the blood bag was broken, he regained his senses. After a stunned moment, he immediately shut up, covered his mouth with his hand, and pressed and wiped the blood across the corner of his mouth—Jiang Xia replaced the fabric sofa a while ago. The fake blood is especially difficult to wash off. Although Jiang Xia is not the kind of strict owner of "the puppet broke the beloved furniture, so the ghost mint is deducted", but this somewhat black-bellied psychic master can completely "mix the murderous smell of alcohol with a little murderous smell of disinfectant" , or the behavior of "adding a bit of formalin-flavored murderous gas into the coffee-flavored murderous gas" before feeding... This point, the mermaid and Xiaobai have been forced to demonstrate to them many times, Matsuda Jinping didn't want to try it for himself.
Jiang Xia was also startled by the sudden burst of blood.
After regaining his senses, he sighed and pointed to the bathroom in the bedroom.
When Matsuda Jinping walked in and stood on the clean broken-flowered porcelain floor tiles, Jiang Xia snapped his fingers and scattered the puppets.
The figure in black disappears out of thin air, only the blood in the blood bag hangs in the air. After a few tenths of a second, they crashed down, splashing on the ground without a drop, and then Jiang Xia picked up the nozzle and washed it away.
At the same time, the illusory clay piled up, and the clean Matsuda Jinping quickly reappeared beside the sofa.
Jiang Xia looked back and nodded in satisfaction. The vest is very good, not afraid of getting dirty, one-click cleaning.
He walked to the cabinet and opened the door. Take a new blood bag out.
I was about to walk back, and after thinking about it, I put the blood bag back in the box. Then hold the whole box, walk to the sofa, and place it in front of the Matsuda array:
"Maybe the clay was too hard just now. I took back some of the shikigami and tried again."
“…”
Matsuda array trembled uncontrollably, his eyes drooped slightly, and instinctively counted the number of blood packs neatly packed in the box.
After a while, I recalled the feeling that my brain was invaded by a soft blood bag just now, and I felt that if I were still a person, I would have a waterfall of cold sweat hanging from my forehead now... Well, well, he is no longer human. Getting some water into the brain is not a big deal, and of course blood is the same.
Thinking like this, under the urging of Jiang Xia's eyes, the calm police officer Songtian slowly leaned down, slowly picked up a blood bag, and slowly opened his mouth... and continued to stuff it into his mind.
More than ten minutes later.
The position of the blood bag was slowly fixed, Jiang Xia stopped the manipulation of the puppet clay and carefully looked at Matsuda Jinping.
Found that at least from the outside, the blood bag was completely hidden. There are no subtle consequences of "bulging the back of the head", "enlarged head", "seeing strange things through the pupils".
According to the little bit of feedback from the puppet clay, at this moment, the blood bag was lying quietly in Matsuda array flat brain. Although it was under tremendous pressure from all directions, it was not crushed. Only when the range of movement becomes larger, the sound of gurgling water seems to be heard.
…Huh? The sound of water?
“…”
Jiang Xia struggled for a moment, then figured it out: It doesn't matter, it's not a big problem, just let Matsuda Jinping carry a water cup with him.
He straightened up and let go of the industrious puppet, just as he was about to compliment him and give him a spearmint as a reward.
But I found that Matsuda Jinping was sitting on the sofa, the whole person... the whole ghost was completely still. If Jiang Xia hadn't pulled him to check, he might not have moved at all.
“…?”
Jiang Xia looked at him suspiciously, raised his hand and waved in front of him, feeling like an unlicensed doctor in a black workshop who had just performed a dangerous operation, and asked uncertainly, "How do you feel? Can you see Are you conscious? Can you control your actions?"
Jiang Xia did not personally possess the puppet and conduct this experiment.
If he played on his own, the result would be less rigorous.
When introducing the fake Wuzuo Matsuda Jinping to Jinjiu, Jiang Xia's body must speak and move. So at that time, the puppet must be Matsuda Jin Hiramoto ghost.
And Jiang Xia and the ghosts are different in nature. Jiang Xia can swallow the blood bag while driving the puppet, which does not mean that the Matsuda Array can also be swallowed flat, so the ghost must give it a try.
Yes, it's just for the sake of rigor, and it has nothing to do with not wanting to put water in my head...
And "hiding a blood bag in the puppet clay" sounds like an easy task. But it's actually not that simple. If you have to make an analogy, this is more like stuffing a bag of blood into a pile of baked and hardened clay; or a drop of water falling on a smooth tabletop ~IndoMTL.com~ should have spread out into a circle due to surface tension As a result, it is now like filling in a blank triangle - the shape of the puppet has been stabilized when it is formed. It can be supported by changing the shape for a short time, but it is very troublesome to store items for a long time like today.
Jiang Xia doesn't know how the puppet feels now.
He only knew that once the blood bag was put in, the consumption rate of murderous aura was visibly improved, and it would be more difficult for a puppet to get water in his head.
Matsuda Jinping heard Jiang Xia's series of questions, and gradually thawed from the petrified state.
He raised his hand and felt the skin near the blood pack. He shook his head slowly again.
The experiment was, in fact, a success.
Because at present, this blood bag has no effect on movement and vision, and of course it will not cause pain, after all, puppets have no pain nerves.
The only problem is...
The clattering sound is too loud.
The sound of water heard by Jiang Xia fell on Matsuda Zhenping's senses, and it seemed to be amplified countless times. He could clearly hear the sound of liquid flowing through his head, like a gurgling stream hanging on it. For a ghost who has not completely forgotten his human identity, it is really very curious.
However, this has nothing to do with the question Jiang Xia just asked. The calm adult police ghost also doesn't want to admit that his state will be affected by the mere cerebral hemorrhage.
He tried his best to get used to the fluid flowing in his head, picked up the sunglasses next to him and put them on again.
Thinking of Jiang Xia's questions, he nodded his head in turn: I feel pretty good, I can see, I am conscious, and I can move.
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